Eriadu was a prime world for Sith expansion. That pretty much summed up Varek's day today. It had a history of support for Empires of old, it was filled with exploitation and greed, and the dark side already flooded the undercurrents of the planet. Beyond the packed cities was the natural world of predators. An untamed jungle that still very much reflected the predatory nature of the dark side itself. Yes, this world would do nicely.
Even corrupting it for Imperial control wasn't likely to be difficult. A bit of pressure here, a greased palm there, and a dead body elsewhere and the planet would gladly join the Empire. It was the kind of world that would prosper under the umbrella of the Empire.
Varek's mouth scrunched up under his helmet as he watched the sun begin to shrink behind the horizon. The breeze atop the factory roof was cool and relaxing, but he knew the temperature would drop to uncomfortable soon.
He'd heard rumor that he'd have a partner for this particular operation, but without the man's arrival yet, Varek was already planning how he might move forward on his own. Hope for the best, but plan for the worst. Anything less was a death sentence in the Sith. A glance down at his chrono said that the other man still wasn't likely to arrive for several minutes, so he waited. Silent and patient. Such was the way of the assassin.
Even corrupting it for Imperial control wasn't likely to be difficult. A bit of pressure here, a greased palm there, and a dead body elsewhere and the planet would gladly join the Empire. It was the kind of world that would prosper under the umbrella of the Empire.
Varek's mouth scrunched up under his helmet as he watched the sun begin to shrink behind the horizon. The breeze atop the factory roof was cool and relaxing, but he knew the temperature would drop to uncomfortable soon.
He'd heard rumor that he'd have a partner for this particular operation, but without the man's arrival yet, Varek was already planning how he might move forward on his own. Hope for the best, but plan for the worst. Anything less was a death sentence in the Sith. A glance down at his chrono said that the other man still wasn't likely to arrive for several minutes, so he waited. Silent and patient. Such was the way of the assassin.